Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke accelerated at his feet and rushed to the stairs not far away.

"The enemies are mainly near the three entrances at six, nine, and twelve. They are approaching Martin and Roger's room. There are about thirty people outside." Selena continued to report the enemy's movements in real time.

"What about the enemies on the second floor?" He said.

Selena: "There are no people on your side, but a lot of enemies are gathered at six, nine, and twelve."

Luke then glanced at the situation outside the corner on the second floor with a small mirror.

The main building of this manor in Deto is very interesting.

It is a round structure with a garden, a pool and a grass in the middle. The building surrounds this place of entertainment and leisure.

There is a staircase in the main building at 3692 points, and there is a corridor on the inner floor, which is why Martin and Roger were so quickly surrounded and oppressed to the corner.

Only the corners can prevent them from facing the enemy, but they also have no way out.

Luke slightly adjusted his lower breath, the black gun in his hand was special, and the special P226 with muffler protruded a little.

despair! despair! despair! despair!

20! 20! 20! 20!

While shooting, Luke subconsciously voiced.

I'm afraid the NPC experience to be killed tonight is not lacking. He feels that it is necessary to motivate himself in the way of online game leveling, otherwise when does this have to kill!

More than thirty meters away, four bodyguards firing into the room at the stairway in the direction of ten o'clock fell down one by one.

Luke retreated at the same time, and once again looked at the movement on three sides with a small mirror.

No one noticed here, the four unlucky eggs that fluttered the street didn't even care, the other bodyguards immediately filled their positions.

mob! Luke froze and moved his muzzle again.

despair! despair! despair! despair!

Just replaced, the bodyguard shot at the door and rushed to the street four more.

20! 20! 20! 20!

Luke didn't rush to withdraw this time, so he half exposed his face and one eye, and looked at the reaction on three sides.

Ok! It seems that there are too many people, and it doesn't matter if eight people die. He was speechless.

Eight people fell so fast, but no one thought to look around.

Deto's bodyguard is really "elite"!

despair! despair! despair! despair!

20! 20! 20! 20!

The four of them fluttered again, and finally caused a little commotion.

The bodyguards outside the door were hesitant to dare to approach the door immediately.

Before two minutes, the door was full of corpses. What about the two guys in the room?

Luke didn't do it well this time.

If the person far away from the door fell, the pigs knew it wasn't Martin who did it in the room.

He rolled his eyes, lowered his muzzle, and pulled the trigger at the two left-back bodyguards on the first floor at six o'clock.

despair! despair! 20! 20!

Two people were directly headshot.

One of the left-back bodyguards at the stairway at twelve o'clock seemed to detect the anomaly, and questioned his head toward the opposite.

despair! despair! 20! 20!

He and his companions beside him also followed in the footsteps of the opposite bodyguard.

Hmm, how many experiences did you experience? Forget it, don't remember this boring number! Luke flashed this unreliable thought in his mind, and cast it off again.

Then something suddenly rolled out of Martin Roger's room.

Two of the bodyguards approaching outside were shouting in shock: "Grenade!"

With a loud roar, human rights near the doorway sulkyly sought shelter—for example, hiding behind a companion in front of them, and holding them firmly.

Martin is a prepared guy, most of the grenade thrown are fragment grenades.

As a retired Marine Corps elite, his grenade throw was quite accurate, and he could bring down several people each time.

These bodyguards were blown up by Martin's grenade, and they could not attack the room for so long.

Just a moment before they swarmed into seven or eight people, Martin was all reimbursed by a grenade.

Luke was ready when the two shouted a grenade.

boom!

despair! despair! despair! despair!

While the explosion was sounding, he stared at a string of people hiding behind some unlucky bodyguard and slammed his black hand.

There was smoke and screams across, and no one noticed five people dying in a string.

Luke kept working hard, screaming at the bodyguard next to him ... the people behind him continued to shoot black guns.

The screams were unlucky eggs blown to pieces by the fragments, making them alive and creating a better atmosphere of chaos.

despair! despair!

despair! despair!

Over there, four other guys who flinched and hid and collapsed.

In addition to the few who were screamed by Martin's grenade, the bodyguards lost more than a dozen people. The vicinity of the door had been reduced to a morgue, and it was lying crooked and lying on a large crowd.

This fierce scene made the original bodyguards withering.

Who can stand it? They were less than a hundred people, and it was not enough to die for half an hour.

"Luke, the bodyguards outside the building took an RPG." Selina sounded loudly and said something not good.

Luke: ... Is this one after another?

Thinking to himself, he had quickly replaced P226 with a magazine in his hand.

Martin is not an idiot.

The bodyguards outside the door suffered heavy casualties. The bodyguards outside the building took the RPG and fled there. This is a very simple multiple choice question.

Sure enough, a grenade suddenly flew out of the diagonal door again.

Seeing the general shape of the grenade, Luke retreated decisively to the corner.

There was a whisper, and at the same time a clear light flashed across the courtyard.

A few screams sounded, and then there was a panic shout: "eyes, my eyes!"

The flash bullet, commonly known as "bright dog eye", is so easy to use.

After flashing, Luke moved out of the corner again and raised P226 in his hand.

The figures of Martin and Roger rushed out of the room.

Martin bowed slightly, and the M4A1 in his hand quickly moved the muzzle slightly, banging and banging out the bodyguard on the left side of the door.

Roger was behind him, and the pistol in his hand continued to fire, hitting several bodyguards on the right side of the door behind the bunker, and he did not dare to come up.

Luke started at the right time.

despair! despair!

despair! despair!

Roger's right side immediately fell several bodyguards.

Looking at Roger a little bit inexplicably ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Luke laughed in his heart and kept moving in his hands.

despair! despair!

despair! despair!

despair! despair!

In order from near to far, he knocked down the six bodyguards on the right one by one.

Martin's marksmanship and weapons were very good. Before the muzzle, almost no enemies remained.

Roger wouldn't do it.

After all, he was just a police detective, not a special police officer, not to mention a special force.

A magazine was shot, but Roger actually missed an enemy.

But with Luke's double reed cooperation, Roger found that he seemed to be able to fall down two or two enemies every time he fired.

"Haha, who said I can't do marksmanship!" He couldn't help muttering.